So wonderful are dreams when dreaming of you your
If I were your knight I would have armor of gold and surrender my heart
*** captivated by your style a fever of wanting overcomes me
The departed gather at the judgment gates chanting we are the true believers
none cares to listen as the rose peddle falls none sees
There are millions of colors in the spectrum but none can color you
Physical misery torments me impaired for life my body is weak my lips tremble
He stares through the cracks with swollen eyes there stands the monster
The weeping souls of eternity can be heard bellowing
Dark Figure *** Tears falling as I sleep falling so strange
Bedroom whispers hungers and moans the beauty of your flesh
darkness holds the wraith that waits for me where
Within truth is seldom told from the
Visions in the dust the shadows smirk in the darken dawn to memories lost
painful emotions of tainted thoughts that search for answers
